Growing up we had a lot of different horses come through our place. There were plenty of good one's, there was also a few I hated. For example, the one who picked me up by the chest, with his mouth, and threw me through a fence. For the record, that was back when I was small tot. This guy below also has some serious mouth skills.
Amazing.
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